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JimtheFiend --
Sitting on the park bench --
eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Snot is running down his nose --
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
JimtheFiend --
Drying in the cold sun --
Watching as the frilly panties run.
JimtheFiend --
Feeling like a dead duck --
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Whoa, Jim
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